To live another person's life is quite a weird thing.

I hated Sundays when I was growing up in Streatham, south London. Everything closed down and stopped.

Many actors have protested about mobile phones going off in theatres, but the real menace now is people texting during a show. It may only disturb a few people around them, but for me, as an actor, when I spot them answering their emails, I am outraged.

To live another person's life is quite a weird thing.

Shakespeare speaks for the human heart but Dickens speaks for the social man and for injustices.

Increasingly I've come to think that what's at the core of acting is thinking. Most people would say it's feeling.

Having caught a glimpse of what I might be able to do with my talent, I feel a tremendous obligation to try to fulfill it.